Hearing Jiang Jichen's words, Han Qing and Little Haas felt a jolt. They now knew that no matter how hard they tried in this life, they could never hope to match Jiang Jichen's level of effortless cool.
They could only ever stand behind him, gazing up at his receding figure from afar.
'"I'm not showing off. I'm fighting for my brothers of the Luochen Sect." That… that one line instantly elevates his coolness to an infinite degree. The Master is too strong! He's the undisputed God of Cool! I, Little Haas, prostrate myself in admiration!'
Little Haas's eyes gleamed, his body trembling with excitement as he muttered to himself.
But the other members of the Luochen Sect weren't overthinking it like Little Haas and Han Qing. They were simply moved by Jiang Jichen's words, their blood boiling with fervor.
In that moment, Jiang Jichen transformed into a Celestial God in their hearts, becoming the one they worshiped and respected above all else.
